Volume 17: The Sentimental Swordsman and the Ruthless Sword (Part 2) Chapter 377 Chapter 78
Money Gang!
This name is so tacky that even a third- or fourth-rate gang in a small town would never use such an ugly and tacky name.
But when the name came out of the mouth of the young man in the apricot-yellow shirt, none of the dozens of people present dared to laugh.
The three words "Money Gang" themselves seem to have a kind of extremely mysterious magic power that can shock the entire world.
There was also a green-faced man standing next to them. He was not wearing yellow clothes, and he was the only one besides Su Weiyun and the man in yellow who did not have a copper coin on his head.
But when he heard these three words, he couldn't help but be moved.
Su Weiyun said: "So it's the Money Gang. Is this Shangguan Jinhong's gang?"
The young man in the yellow shirt suddenly shouted angrily, "Shut up, my father's name is extremely respected, how can I allow a small person like you to call me that?"
He raised his hand and shot out two more copper coins, which quickly broke through the air and flew straight towards him. The speed was much faster than before!
Whoosh, whoosh!
Two copper coins hit Su Weiyun's chest and then slid to the ground.
Su Weiyun gently stroked his chest and sighed, "The big shot is indeed a big shot. You can't even call him by his name."
The young man in the apricot-yellow shirt frowned and his expression changed when he saw this, but he didn't say much.
The green-faced man couldn't help but kindly reminded him, "Brother, if you have nothing to do, you'd better leave quickly. This is not a place you can come to."
As soon as he finished speaking, a one-legged man with a scar all over his face said in a strange voice, "Ximen Rou, you can't even take care of yourself, how can you care about other people's affairs?!"
The one-legged man had a vicious look and fierce eyes. In his hand he was holding an iron crutch which he knocked on the ground. It was very heavy and was obviously a very powerful heavy weapon.
Looking at the eyes of the people around him, they seemed to be more afraid of him.
Ximen Roudao said, "Zhuge Gang, I am ranked higher than you in the weapon list, how dare you say you can embarrass me?"
Zhuge Gang sneered and said, "With our status, we shouldn't have attacked you. Unfortunately, we have to establish our authority for the leader today, so we have to do something extreme!"
He slammed the iron crutch in his hand hard, and with a "bang" sound, sparks flew, and it turned out that three feet of the iron crutch, which was more than four feet long, was stuck in the ground.
Although the ground here is not made of solid rock, it is definitely not soft. In order to insert an iron crutch three feet into the ground, in addition to the advantage of the crutch itself, one must also have extremely strong internal strength to support it.
Su Weiyun murmured, "No wonder Bai Xiaosheng ranked your 'Vajra Iron Crutch' eighth on the weapon list. At least this internal strength is enough!"
He had already recognized that the one-legged man in front of him was Zhuge Gang, the "Vajra Iron Crutch" ranked eighth on the weapon list.
Zhuge Gang was using an iron crutch weighing 63 pounds. The weight of the weapon itself plus his profound skills meant that if it even touched someone, the person would be seriously injured if not killed.
Ximen Rou laughed loudly: "You are a villain to begin with, why bother talking so much? Just come at me together, I will not be afraid of this snake whip of mine."
As he spoke, he flew high into the sky, with a long black whip in his right hand.
The longer the soft weapon is, the harder it is to use. Anyone who can use a seven-foot soft whip can be considered a master. However, the snake whip held by Ximen Rou at this moment is frighteningly long. Even if it is not three meters long, it must be at least two meters long.
His hand shook, and the long whip rolled over the heads of the group of people standing in the alley with the sound of wind. There was a series of "ding-dong" sounds, and more than forty copper coins fell to the ground.
Ximen Rou leaped up and swung the whip. In just a few blinks of an eye, all the copper coins on their heads were rolled off without hurting anyone.
It can be said that every one of these forty-odd people is an experienced veteran, but no one has ever seen anyone wield a whip so skillfully.
They looked at each other, and immediately moved at the same time, jumping over walls and houses, leaping over walls and running through alleys. There were human figures flying in the sky, and they escaped completely in an instant.
Zhuge Gang remained calm and said coldly: "Since the Whip God wants to use his life to exchange for theirs, then of course it is enough!"
The identity of the person using the whip is obvious. It is obviously Ximen Rou, the "Heavenly Spirit Snake Whip" ranked seventh in the weapon list.
These two, one tough and one gentle, seem like natural enemies.
The two opponents seemed to be full of hostility and were about to fight.
At this time, Su Weiyun stepped sideways, stood between the two of them, and stretched out his hands flat.
"Wait a minute, I have something else to say."
Zhuge Gang wanted to draw out his iron crutch and beat the blind swordsman to death, but the young man in the apricot-yellow shirt beside him said, "Let him talk."
Su Weiyun said: "Zhuge Gang has become Shangguan Jinhong's subordinate, and the Money Gang must have also won over many great figures in the martial arts world."
The young man in the apricot yellow shirt said calmly, "Seventeen heroes who are listed in the weapon list have joined our gang. Even the Beggars' Gang, the largest gang in the world, can't find so many masters!"
Su Weiyun said: "That's great. I wonder how many of these seventeen masters are here?"
There was an old man in a yellow shirt standing next to the young man. He had been silent the whole time, but suddenly asked, "Do you really want to know?"
Su Weiyun nodded.
"Okay, I'll send you to see the King of Hell, and you'll know if you ask him!"
The old man in yellow shirt put his hands in his sleeves and stretched them out, and suddenly a pair of judge's pens appeared. The tips of the pens were sharp, as if they were made of fine iron. The power of these two pens in hitting acupoints must be very powerful.
He raised his body and flew up in a spin, with a pair of sharp pens in his hands, shaking up and down constantly, making it impossible to guess where he would attack.
In just a short breath, he had arrived in front of Su Weiyun.
But before everyone could see clearly how the old man in yellow was going to make his move, a pen in his hand suddenly disappeared.
His right hand clearly had not moved, but the weapon in his hand had disappeared. This was really a huge joke.
When he looked more closely, he didn't want to laugh anymore, because the missing pen was right between his throat.
“You…you…”
The old man in yellow had a hoarse voice and wanted to speak but couldn't, and fell quietly in the alley.
The autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves.
A gust of wind blew through the alley, and the alley became even quieter and more silent than before.
Su Weiyun seemed to have done nothing and just asked, "Who is he?"
The young man in the yellow shirt had a sullen face and said, "He is Gao Xingkong, the 'Judgment of Loss of Life' who is ranked 37th on the Weapon List!"
Su Weiyun said: "No wonder he said he would send me to see the King of Hell. It turns out they have this kind of relationship. Interesting..."
He then asked, "But can this person ranked thirty-seven also be considered a master?"
The young man in the yellow shirt said, "There are tens of millions of people who practice martial arts in the world, but how many of them can be listed in the weapon list?"
"Well, you're right." Su Weiyun seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly asked, "You are Shangguan Fei, the son of Shangguan Jinhong, right?"
The young man in the apricot-yellow shirt was shocked, wondering how this person could tell his identity.
Su Weiyun smiled and said, "Only someone like Shangguan Jinhong could give birth to such an interesting son like you."
Shangguan Fei finally took out his weapon, a pair of iron rings with gorgeous patterns and dragon and phoenix patterns. He said slowly: "No matter how interesting a person is, he is only interesting when he is alive. If he is dead, there is no question of whether he is interesting or not."
Su Weiyun said seriously: "You are right again. That is why I don't let you fight. Once you fight, casualties are inevitable."
Shangguan Fei was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Su Weiyun to say such a thing.
Su Weiyun continued, "So if you don't want to die, you can just join me and become my disciple. Even Shangguan Jinhong can't kill you!"
